Love at First Punch

Chapter 7

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Noah's POV -

"Here is an icepack for your, er, well your downstairs," said Jim as he handed me the icepack. I snatched it off him and felt absolute relief when I placed it where it hurts. Damn that girl can kick. I'm surprised she didn't beat me up any sooner.

Sitting on one of the creaky chairs next to me, Jim asked, "So what's up with you and Ella?"

What is up with me and Ella? I've made fun of her my whole life but I don't want to anymore. I feel like I have to live up to my label and Ella was an easy target, or so I thought.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I shrugged.

"Don't lie to me boy, I've heard stories about the way you treat her and I am kindly asking you to stop if you want to stay in my gym." He sighed, "Look son, I'm speaking on behalf of Ella when I say stop picking on her. She gets to worked up and takes out all her anger out on my equipment, which ain't cheap to replace."

"I am going to stop sooner or later. Maybe late instead of sooner. After what she did to me, I think I'll start bowing down to her instead to avoid her beating me up," I joked, not wanting to go into a sensitive topic on Ella.

"You better, because kicking your nuts is just a glimpse of what she can do to you." He warned. "Speaking of the devil, look who walked in." Ella looked extremely defeated, like she doesn't want to be here so why did she come back? I was going to ask her but Jim beat me to it. "Ah, we were just talking about you. Don't worry, I was just warning him," he chuckled but stopped as soon as he saw Ella's glum expression. "Why so sad?" Ella opened her mouth to say something but saw me sitting next to Jim then back at him. She went beside Jim and whispered something in his ear. He nodded unhappily and said, "I'll sort that out but in the mean time, you should apologise to this young gentleman right here and teach him how to defend himself from you." He left the gym, leaving us in an awkward state.

"I'm not going to apologise," she stated. "I know," agreeing with her because I would never ask her to anyways. Seconds past which seemed like minutes. "Shall we spar? Or are you just going to knee me and run?"

She looked at me with fire in her eyes, like this is the perfect opportunity to get revenge at me. She nodded.

I think I've made a mistake.

Ella's POV -

Revenge. That's all I can think of when he offered to spar with me. Revenge R for all those times he's made fun of me over the years. I know he is strong but I've never fought against him, so I don't know what the end result would be. We'll find out soon.

I walked off to the back of gym where the mats were. I looked behind to see if he was following me and I see his eyes quickly looking up to mine, guiltily, but he has a smirk on his face which I'm waiting to punch off. Such a boy move to look at women's butts. I rolled my eyes. "You have a nice ass. Too bad you're covering it up with that sweater you have there," he commented. "Why are you wearing that anyway? Doesn't it get hot when you train?" "Why do you care?" I questioned. He looked away, annoyed I didn't answer his questions.

We reached the back of the gym, which unfortunately, is hidden from everyone else.  "Do you want to just spar or tap out?" Just as I asked that, he took his shirt off to reveal his six, no, eight pack. He is very lean and oh boy does he have, what we girls call, the V. It's the bottom part of the abdomen which leads to his unmentionables. If I didn't care about who I had sex with, I would definitely do him in a heartbeat.